Feast - revised draft

by

Patrick Melton and Marcus Dunston

Revised Draft

5/3/2004

FADE IN:

EXT. DESERT -- DAY

The white sun beats down on the rocky terrain. There's not a cloud in the blue sky and the wind is at a standstill.

Far in the distance, a MEDIUM SIZED FLAT-BED TRUCK makes its way to the entrance of a large cavern opening. Two VULTURES perched on a barren tree watch the intruders.

EXT. DESERT -- DAY

The truck screeches to a dusty stop. Three men in matching coveralls and hard hats jump from the cab: CHIEF (42, stocky, weary), LANKY (32, withered) and COLLEGE BOY (23, clean cut and naive).

Chief holds a map and glares into the howling black mouth before them.

Chief grabs a flashlight and moves to the back of the truck.

The logo on the rear gate reads "WIGWAM WASTE MANAGEMENT."

The gate drops revealing their full load of YELLOW BARRELS bearing the familiar BIOHAZARD WASTE symbol.

INT. CAVERN -- MOMENTS LATER

College Boy and Lanky steer a cart loaded with the first barrel inside. Chief's lone beam of light leads the men.

College Boy shakes his head "no" and they set the cart down.

College Boy is rapt.

Something GRABS College Boy's ankles, causing him to jump.

Lanky's on his knees, having grabbed him from behind. The two men mockingly laugh. College boy settles, embarrassed.

Then, a sound. All eyes turn.

As Chief moves forward, pulling out his pick-axe.

Instantly, the cave is illuminated by a white floodlight. A group of GREENPEACE HIPPIE ACTIVISTS stand in the cave, CHAINED TOGETHER at the waist, startling the men into screams.

MEAN GREEN (35, crooked glasses on a face that has launched a thousand craps) barks into a MINI BULLHORN that hangs around her neck. She charges towards Chief.

Panicked, Chief drops his pick-axe and stumbles back.

In unison, the hippies start CHANTING.

A BEARDED CAMERAMAN with a huge KEY RING on his belt, films the whole event. The three men are stopped in their tracks.

Chief, shaken, confirms the injunction and hands it back.

He snaps his fingers, motioning to the barrel.

Backing away, looking to Mean Green.

Hastily, the men roll the barrel out of the cave.

The hippies let out a spirited cheer. One pulls out a tambourine, drums the beat for KUM BI YA. The rest join in the victorious chant as they watch the three men hop in their truck and peel away.

At the end of the human chain, an earthy woman, FUZZY, moves to hang a GREENPEACE sign. Mean Green strokes the cave wall.

Fuzzy hammers the sign in, but hits too hard, causing a breach in the rock wall.

Fuzzy puts her face up to the hole for a closer look. The rest of the hippie-chain moves in closer.

CHOMP! A set of giant, ravenous teeth bite into Fuzzy's skull. Blood SPLATTERS on the hippies.

Bearded Cameraman jumps to pull Fuzzy from the breach.

Fuzzy's body is YANKED into the hole. The group tumbles forward.

Mean Green tries to stop herself from sliding, but can't.

One by one, the hippies are being dragged to their death.

Ripping, tearing, and howling echoes off the walls.

Bearded Cameraman stumbles back. Mean Green spots him.

Bearded Camerman just stares at her in shock. He's missing both his arms.

Mean Green lunges and grabs Chief's dropped pick-axe. She HAMMERS at the chain around her waist.

Foot by foot, she's dragged closer. At the last second, she BREAKS the chain, popping herself free.

She spins, running for safety. A guttural HOWL behind her fills the cavern. Mean Green sprints toward the cave opening. She's gonna make it. Only a few more feet. And then... JERK!

Something grabs her neck and YANKS her back into the darkness. The whiplash sends her bloody BULLHORN flying into the light. As it lands, it lets out one last weak HONK...

CUT TO BLACK:

SUPERIMPOSED: BASED ON A TRUE STORY

The title SHATTERS...

INT. CRASHED CAR -- NIGHT

P.O.V. - We frantically EMERGE from the burning wreck... RUN from the crash over desolate prairie land...

EXT. BAR -- NIGHT

Neon light flashes UNITED NATIONS TAVERN. Laughing and music emanates. Besides the bar, there's nothing around for miles.

A 1985, pristine black Pontiac Trans-Am with a Golden Eagle on the hood pulls up. The rear bumper sticker reads "MY OTHER TOY HAS TITS."

A weasel-like man with a fat belly and tank-top emerges from the hot rod carrying a VELVET POOL CUE CASE. Freeze on him.

NAME: BOZO AGE: 32 JOB: UNEMPLOYED OCCUPATION: TOWN JACKASS LIFE EXPECTANCY: DEAD BY DAWN

The rest of the parking lot is scattered with cars and pickup trucks. Bozo lazily makes his way to the bar and pushes through the front entrance --

INT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

Bozo passes a man dressed in a cheap suit and standing well over six foot five with frazzled black hair and olive skin.

Talking with a thick Greek accent, he pleads into a pay phone.

Freeze on him.

NAME: COACH AGE: 42 OCCUPATION: LIFE COACH & MOTIVATIONAL SPEAKER FUN FACT: OFTEN CALLED THE GREEK TONY ROBBINS LIFE EXPECTANCY: STAY FAR, FAR AWAY

CLICK. The pay phone goes dead.

Further into the bar, a man in a wheelchair loads a quarter into an old jukebox, but he is instantly pushed away by Bozo.

Freeze on him.

NAME: PARA AGE: 29 OCCUPATION: FIREWORKS DEALER COMIC BOOK COLLECTION: RIDICULOUSLY HUGE LIFE EXPECTANCY: THEY WOULDN'T KILL A CRIPPLE... WOULD THEY?

Bozo's tank-top reads, "ONLY COOL CHICKS CAN DO ME."

Bozo punches in his selection. EDGY CAT (34, samurai pony tail, don't you dare call him an alcoholic) stands by the bar's POOL TABLE powdering his cue.

The CD spins and an 1980s heavy metal classic KICKS IN.

Bozo, mouthing the lyrics, struts away.

NOTE: Music plays over all the bar sequences.

EXT. PRAIRIE LAND -- NIGHT

P.O.V. - We continue to run. Rapid breathing.

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

Beer Guy (kinda handsome... just kinda) sets a keg of beer behind the bar. Freeze on him.

NAME: BEER GUY AGE: 32 OCCUPATION: BEER GUY/PART-TIME HOST AT RED LOBSTER LIFE EXPECTANCY: WIMPS AND DORKS ARE THE FIRST TO GO... HE'S BOTH

He talks with BARTENDER (thinning hair, chiseled face, big earring) who preps a drink.

Coach has been eavesdropping on Beer Guy and approaches.

Beer Guy then mimics throwing a sport coat over his shoulder and delivering his "model" cheese smile.

Bartender puts a shot in front of Beer Guy. Behind him, a mounted DEER HEAD is prominently displayed. Freeze on him.

NAME: BARTENDER AGE: 50 OCCUPATION: BARTENDER FUN FACT: SHOT 4 TIMES, STABBED 6 TIMES, BIT BY 1 SQUIRREL LIFE EXPECTANCY: READY TO WEAR

With Coach stumped, Bartender turns to Beer Guy.

Beer Guy downs his shot and hoists the lone keg into the waiting keg elevator.

He hits a button and the keg slowly lowers to the basement.

EXT. PRAIRIE LAND -- NIGHT

P.O.V. - We jump over a bush and crash in the dusty earth.

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

A glass of beer slides down the bar. A hand GRABS it and puts it on a tray. The woman is pretty though haggard, stained apron and dirty blond hair. Freeze on her.

NAME: TUFFY AGE: 25 OCCUPATION: CAREER WAITRESS FUN FACT: SERVED 100 HOURS OF COMMUNITY SERVICE FOR ILLEGAL DUMPING OF MANURE... IN EX-HUSBAND'S CAR LIFE EXPECTANCY: BADASS-IN-WAITING

Tuffy carries the tray toward a table. She passes a TV mounted on the wall.

ON TV: A NEWSCASTER, dressed in a coat and tie, talks.

Newscaster spins and an ECLIPSE GRAPHIC appears on screen.

INT. BAR -- BASEMENT -- NIGHT

Beer Guy pulls the keg from the elevator and places it next to other kegs. A faint conversation brews behind a curtain. BOSS MAN (paunchy, sweaty, ugly) and ROADIE (English accent, light hair, leather skin, thin build) talk shop.

EXT. PRAIRIE LAND -- NIGHT

P.O.V. - We are trucking... labored breathing...

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

Tuffy moves to a table where ADULTERER (bushy mustache, sweater vest, dress shirt) sits with TRAMPY (designer glasses, hair pulled back, tight blue business suit, closet tramp).

Freeze on Trampy.

NAME: TRAMPY AGE: 19 OCCUPATION: BANK TELLER MOTTO: THE SHORTER THE SKIRT, THE HIGHER THE RAISE LIFE EXPECTANCY: BETTER THAN ADULTERER

Freeze on him.

NAME: ADULTERER AGE: 36 OCCUPATION: HIGH SCHOOL P.E. INSTRUCTOR NICKNAME: DR. BLUMPKIN GENITALS: SHAVED LIFE EXPECTANCY: WORSE THAN TRAMPY

Adulterer reaches into his pocket to pay the tab, but he inadvertently pulls out his hidden WEDDING RING.

The damning wedding band falls and bounces. As it rolls, Tuffy, Trampy and Adulterer watch.

The ring stops, standing still on its side.